➊ 𝐑𝐮𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 - 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨, ᵗᵐʳ

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖: 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤

I was gently brought out of my reverie by a knock on the door. I wasn't sleeping, just laying on the bed. The truth is, I had so many thoughts racing through my mind that it was hard to drift off.

"Yeah," I whispered to the person knocking.

"Are you awake?" I was woken up by Chuck's quiet voice asking me if I was up. I grinned when I realized it was him. I got out of bed, opened the door and he just hopped in.

I approached the little boy who was still wide awake despite the darkness that had already set in outside. "Aren't you sleeping?" I asked him with a concerned tone.

"Why would I?" he retorted, crossing his arms defensively. "I'm not a baby who needs to go to bed early."

I couldn't help but smile at his funny response. It was clear that he was a determined little boy who knew what he wanted.

"Sure, you aren't. Why are you here?"

"I have an idea for a prank on Newt!" he said, clearly excited.

"What is it?" I responded, sharing his enthusiasm.

He then revealed something he had been hiding behind his back. It appeared to be a jar of alcohol.

"What is that?" I asked, taking the jar from him and inspecting it more closely.

"It's Gally's drink. Newt won't let me taste it."

"How do you even get this? It's like alcohol!"

"Um..." He laughed nervously. He definitely stole it.

"You know what? It doesn't matter, what's your prank?"

His smile came back right away. And he started looking all around in the room for something.

"You see, Newt loves his tea. And since he doesn't want me to drink this, I'm gonna put it into all his tea bags and then let it dry." He chuckled.

"You want to drunk him?"

"No! But I want to see what he'll do imagine his face!" He continued laughing even harder as it wasn't late already.

"Why would he have tea in his room? Wouldn't he keep it in the kitchen like a normal person?" I inquired.

"Minho hid his hair gel in in hut, why wouldn't Newt do the same with his tea? He was now in his closet looking between every clothes. Haha! There you are!" He cheered as he showed me a package filled with tea bags.

"How do you wanna do this?" It was quite hard to ruin tea with alcohol.

"Look at the professional!" And he started pouring the liquid into the little box. The white bag turned yellow and brown and the box was dripping with the tea.

"I think you put enough Chuck..." I remarked. Newt was kind and he loved his tea, but Chuck seemed to enjoy this so bad that I just ended up laughing too.

"I'm just putting this back here." He mumbled and put it at the opening of the closet and closed the door as if Newt wouldn't find out.

"I can't wait for tomorrow!" He giggled and smiled brightly.

I yawn and realize maybe I should sleep

"Maybe we should sleep, right? I'm getting tired." I stated. A good night's sleep could just help me understand what was happening.

"Oh! Can I stay!" Said Chuck as he made that puppy eyes look, that I just couldn't resist. He was like a little brother to me.

"I hope you don't snore," I joked, settling into the left side of the bed and pulling the covers up to my chin.